It is 5:28 p.m. I am getting supper on the table, a load of laundry in the wash, tidying up from the morning rush, and admitting that my floor HAS to be mopped. Yuck.
I was always busy. But this kinda busy… I am not sure I like. I really do like being in the office. I like figuring out things and conquering the crazy new computer system. (I just hope that I don’t forget it all by Tuesday, again)! I like being around people. I also really like knowing I am contributing to the business.
But then I come home to dishes, supper, laundry and homework await among many other things.
How do you do it… working mamas? Probably organization, huh? Yah, I really have to work on that one.
I was thinking about how great it would be to find someone to come in 2 hours a day… do my tidying and a bit of laundry… how nice it would be to come home to that!
OK, I’ll keep dreaming.
I appreciate the words of love and wisdom yesterday. I was venting. When Sanj gets stressed, it stresses me.
Here’s the thing… I do know God has a plan, say for our school. I know that He really is in control. I just get so stressed when I see things happening that are not good… I am assuming… and I wonder… “Hello God… don’t forget about us… when are You going to step in?”
I am perhaps of little faith. I think so often of the story of the disciples in the boat, trying to get a little rest from the crowds. Then that storm came. And they were scared. I hate to say it, but really I always felt Jesus was being a little to rough on them. The waves were huge (I am assuming), there was lightning, thunder… I would be to petrified.
I know that Jesus was in the boat. They should have trusted. But I would have been like them. I would have been SO scared. Apparently it is all about timing and faith. If the disciples didn’t lack faith, what would have happened? Just having Jesus in the boat would have kept them safe?
Wow. So here I am … it is all about faith. I trust that our school, which I love so much, which is also God’s school will be taken care of by Him. Just because I am scared of a “storm” doesn’t mean it is all going to sink… right? And just because I see a huge wave that is going to capsize the boat any minute… doesn’t mean that it will sink… because Jesus is in this boat/school… right?
Not that there are storms… this is a metaphor of sorts!
Peace Be Still. Lord, I am praying for peace to still my beating heart. I pray for this amazing school, that I know You love and are in control of. Help me let go. Help me to trust that You have it all in the Palm of Your hands. Help me to let go of pettiness and fear. Bless our school.
Lord, please bless it. Bless our wonderful principal. Thank you for the patience he has and his trust in you. Thank you for the staff and teachers. Then there is the board, Lord… thank you for those that are so dedicated (and their lonely spouses) to serving. Lord, may each of us have open hearts to continue to serve You and open ears to hear You.
May this place be Your place where our child will continue to grow in Your love.
Thank you, Lord, for Rhema.
Amen.